FICTION FRIDAY: Decanted

     “Master!”      “Great Leapin’ Honk!  Where in the name of all that’s pretty did YOU come from?”      “You rubbed the lamp, Master.”      “Teach me to dust in here; I’ll never do THAT again.  You’re some manner of genie, are you?”      “Sealed into the lamp by Solomon himself a thousand and aContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Decanted”

FICTION FRIDAY: Know-It-All

     “Now, you’ve got it, right?  I want to be transported to 1962.  For real, and as myself, knowing what I know.  No changes.  Me, Durward Bailey as I am in 2024…only give me different clothes.”      “Different clothes,” murmured the massive brown caterpillar.      Durward strode from his desk to his unmade bed andContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Know-It-All”